The meaning has long been lost

In time and history, not meaning

Anything important

Still persistent

Ringing it’s tone

Into my mind

Again and again


Regaining strength

Losing vitality

And a over

Conscious mind

While the night

Sets over the

City of reason


Empty spaces

The mind has a lot of holes

A lot of places and things I don’t


Blank areas of the mind



The night is long

Filled with errors

While the mind

Wanders around

Without sleeping or

Knowing what

To do

I wish I could sleep

Even for a few minuts

Forgetting the humiliation and

Sad moments of the day